Blackguard Big Boggart

What are you lookin' at?

You trying to start something, mate?

What the hell is wrong with you.

You trying to start something?

Piss off. Before I crack you in 'alf.

Oh, that necklace what you're after, is it?

Hmm, well…

Show me what it's worth to you,

and I'll consider parting ways with it.

I'm not in love with it or nothing.

This bloody swine...

Decided to play ball now, 'ave you?

You'll be wantin' the necklace, then?

Think you're bloody clever, do ya?

Then how about you piss off?

fore I crack you in 'alf.

You're a shrewd one, chief.

First, you hand me the runes. And don't try nothin', neither.

Hmm...

Alright. Take it.

Thing's no damn use to anyone, anyway.

Your bloody idea, mate. Don't come crying to me later.

Oh piss off, what is it now?

Oh, I see. You want some of me prawn?

Freshly cooked, it is.

Alright then. It's yours, if you can meet me price.

I could be persuaded to sell you some other bits too, if you've got the runes.

Alright mate. Want some more prawn, do ya?

Marika's tits, you must be 'ungry.

Oh, so you met the girl, did ya?

Alright, well, sod the particulars of the matter,

But it ain't my fault she's stupid enough to get duped, is it.

Anyway, she ain't all right, that one.

Lucky she ain't died on the bloody roadside, I reckon.

You're Tarnished too, ain'tcha?

Can you see it then? The guidance of grace, I mean.

I can't see it at all no more.

Makes no bloody sense anyway, why some no-name shithead like me should get called to the Lands Between.

Cruel bloody joke, you ask me.

Maybe something went tits up with it. Maybe... it's been broke for a good long time.

The Erdtree, I'm sayin'.

Never met someone with a taste for prawn I couldn't trust.

We'd make good mates, I reckon.

I'll be seeing ya.

What are you lookin' at?

Oh...you again, is it.

Perfect bloody timing, actually.

I got crab, cooked up fresh.

Alright mate. Want some more crab, do ya?

Mate, there's somethin' I should probably tell ya.

You 'eard of the Dung Eater?

E's a madman, 'as it out for everyone. Curses 'em. Goes 'round in this rank armour, an' all.

You see 'im though, stay well away.

I was in the same gaol as him, once, so I know first 'and.

E's a god-forsaken monster. Not just some petty thug like me.

E's a killer. Kills people and curses their souls...

Does all sorts of shit to their corpses, to keep 'em cursed, forever.

I ain't seen nothin' more disgustin' in all my years.

I ain't ever been more scared, neither. Rooted to the bloody spot...

While 'e did all that, to my friend...

Yeah...and now I seen it 'ere, again.

Never thought I would. What 'e does to those bodies.

It was... It was 'im, no question.

That monster. He's lurkin' round 'ere.

Never met someone with a taste for crab I couldn't trust.

We've got a real thing here, eh, and it's only gettin' better.

You feel that, eh?

That's the fists of Big Boggart.

Oof!

What's your blinkin' problem!

You don't mess with Big Boggart, mate.

That bitch put you up to this, eh.

Damn it! I'll rip you to shreds!

Not scared, are ya.

Damn it! I'll rip you to shreds!

Goddamn it.

Why ain't it me, why ain't it ever...

Heh...serves me right.

Fitting bloody end, for a jumped up little shit with big ideas...

Help me out, would ya, mate...

I don't wanna get cursed. Just let me die...

I don't wanna live like this...not anymore...

So, please...

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